Tomorrow is 515, the anniversary of the starting point, and the day with the most benefits. In addition to the gift bag and school bag, this time's "515 Red Envelope Flip" must be seen, how can there be a reason not to grab the red envelope, set the alarm clock high~

Fang Xing's words are not bad, he really doesn't know how many skills he has left, because with the improvement of the realm, in the Jindan realm, he has rarely encountered opponents, dealing with ordinary cultivators, almost casually killed, there is no need to fight with all his strength, and for some people who seem to be stronger than himself, his temperament determines that he will not choose to fight with others, and his heart and eyes have already jumped out one after another, which also leads to his prediction of his own strength, which has almost become a theoretical calculation, from the hatred of Gongzi because of ten years of retreat, he does not know how strong his kendo is, he has too few opponents to know how fierce he is！

Now, the situation is sinister, and it's time to give it a go!

If you don't take advantage of the fight, you can't fight it, but when you really want to fight, Fang Xing is not ambiguous!

In an instant, the mirror of heaven and man shone on the son of hatred, the three heads and six arms manifested, the eyes of the broken demon opened, the dragon pattern fierce knife swung out a terrifying demon cloud, and the remaining hands pinched all kinds of magic seals, and almost instantly, the son of the hatred was shrouded in it......

All kinds of magic weapons and great techniques are combined together, and the fierceness is difficult to describe in words!

"It's amazing......"

Even the little princess of Yaochi was stunned, seeing Fang Xing's true skills for the first time.

But soon she frowned: "Hey, he has three heads and six hands......"

"Ten years of practicing swords in my dreams, waking up and testing the world with swords!"

Facing Fang Xing's ferocious attack. But the hated son lowered his eyes. Leisurely and long. And after Fang Xing slashed at him, his body seemed to disappear in an instant, and suddenly turned into endless sword light, wandering and flying away, filling all the spaces in this grotto, Fang Xing's celestial mirror shone over, but there was nothing in the mirror, and his existence was not captured at all. Naturally, he lost his divine power, and Fang Xing's dragon pattern fierce knife slashed away, and it also split into the air, and the divine light of Dao magic manifested from his side, and the effect was also not obvious.

Incarnated as a sword, I didn't practice myself!

Dajin Crow and the others cultivated the sword spirit and turned it into the strongest means of attack, but the opponent could still attack his physical body, and his cultivation path was also based on himself. The sword spirit is supplemented, but this is obviously a completely different path from them. He practiced sword for ten years, but instead achieved the sword spirit, the sword spirit is him, he is also the sword spirit, and he directly lost his body......

It's hard to say who's right and who's wrong!

This kind of sword path of the hated prince is more than ten times stronger than that of Da Jin Wu and others, and it is also ten years of recuperation, and the sword spirit of Da Jin Wu and others has just begun to show its power, but he has already sent out seventy or eighty percent of his divine might, which is not the same.

But correspondingly, he gave up his physical body.

This kind of ruthlessness is probably only available to hateful sons who don't love beauties and love to kill!

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" ......

All the great magic weapons lost their effectiveness, but the sword demon wings swept over, collided with the endless sword light, and shattered.

"Fortunately, I have a lot of means, otherwise I would have been bullied to death by him......"

Fang Xing also gritted his teeth secretly, simply put away other magic weapons and other things, and concentrated on driving the sword demon wings to resist the enemy, for a while, he could only see his big sleeves waving, his body was as calm as a mountain, firmly nailed to the ground, and the two big wings composed of jet-black sword light around his body swayed wantonly, sweeping across the void, and in the void, there were sharp and terrifying sword lights that were overwhelming, one by one, one by one, flying in all directions, following every flaw in his body, every gap around his body, wandering in, tricky and strange, dazzling.

"Snort" "Snort" "Snort" "Snort"

The surrounding lava rock was rubbed by their sword light, and it was cut down like cutting tofu, and the endless gravel and strange rocks fell one after another, and then they were twisted into powder by the sword light, which actually made this piece of the melt path wider and taller, and their battle circle had also expanded from twenty zhang to thirty square circles, a hundred zhang square circle, and a huge grotto was cut out from this dissolution channel!

"I practiced fencing for ten years in my dream and achieved kendo, but when I woke up, I found that I was gone......"

The sword spirit and the sword demon collided fiercely in the field, as if turning into a battlefield, and in this battlefield, the sound of endless sword roars sounded, and it was the son who hated him talking, as if he was a little surprised and a little surprised:" But without myself, it helped me to embark on the supreme sword path, a sword from the heart, breaking ten thousand laws, thinking that I can break ten thousand ways with a sword, and there is no rival between the same realm, but I didn't expect that your strange swordsmanship is somewhat similar to the sword path I realized, but unfortunately, you can't give up yourself, so you can only find a way to defend it, and the way of the sword is the way of killing, you have the intention of protection, but the way of the sword is not pure, how can you try to compete with me?"

"Ding" "Ding" "Ding" "Ding" "Ding" ......

Countless small sounds sounded in the air from time to time, blowing bursts of terrifying sword winds, and in the sneering of the hated son, countless sword lights changed like arrays, constantly cutting off Fang Xing's two sword demon wings, just like the erosion of one sword intent to another, step by step, occupying a stronger advantage little by little, gradually gaining the upper hand, and his voice, like a sword, pierced into Fang Xing's heart, constantly pulling his heartstrings, disintegrating his fighting spirit, and even, despising his sword dao......

What he said did have some truth, when he was fighting with Fuyao Gong Xuan Siniang, Fang Xing had already discovered that his sword and magic magic was infinitely powerful, but it was a pity that he did not fully comprehend it, and if it was used for defense, because this sword and magic magic was originally an offensive swordsmanship, it would inevitably have some flaws, and the power would be invisibly weakened by three percent.

He had already trained himself, so he could completely abandon defense and concentrate on kendo.

Of course, this is the truth, but when the hated son said it, Fang Xing was not happy......

"A fight is a fight, what are you doing with so much nonsense?"

While concentrating on the big wings of the sword demon, his eyebrows twitched, and he crackled and scolded: "Now you are bragging, but you are quite chic." But I don't know how this sword fetus came about? Snatched from a woman, right? Her sword fetus was given by me, and now you are holding the treasure that originally belonged to me and putting this braggadocio on it, have you ever thought about the feeling of this sword fetus?"

"Tell you, when I first heard about this, I was still angry, and I wanted to pull you out and beat you to death in the mouth, but now that I see you like a bear, I suddenly don't get angry, I knew that you would become this bear-like master when you got the sword fetus, and I might take the initiative to give you the sword fetus. Hahahaha, I can't practice myself in sword practice, and you're embarrassed to say it, aren't you?"

Thundered!

Speaking of the rise, his sword demon wings rolled violently, swinging out layers of demonic light, forcing the sword light in the air back a few feet, and simply scolded: "Master, I'll ask you now, even if you have now comprehended the supreme sword, even if you are really invincible in the same realm? All I ask is if you still taste good when you eat, and can you still sleep at night?"

The voice became more and more thoughtful, and finally the momentum flourished. The question was reasonable: "Is there still a little Ding Ding in the crotch?"

"Hey, why do you ask this......

The little princess of Yaochi couldn't listen anymore, and raised her hand to cover her ears.

However, being reminded by Fang Xing like this, she really thought of this problem......

That's right, the son of hatred said that he had practiced himself, but in fact, his body was integrated into the sword spirit and incarnated into a sword, and from then on, he became like a machine spirit, but in this way, the characteristics of being a human being disappeared, so he ......

"Alas, it's too filthy to think about it......"

The little princess's face suddenly turned red, and this time she simply covered her face.

"Nonsense!"

In the void, countless sword lights buzzed and trembled, and the angry voice of the hated son also sounded, and he who had always seemed as cold as a sword also had an indescribable anger in his voice at this time, after all, he had just woken up, after all, he had just begun to accept it after he found that he had practiced sword practice in his dream for ten years, although Fang Xing's scolding was vulgar and even seemed a little unacceptable, but it really stabbed him, and his anger had skyrocketed uncontrollably: "Under my sword, can you still have your life?"

Rumble!

The countless sword lights in the air suddenly converged with each other at this time, and they turned into eight strange swords with a simple aura, and according to the direction of the innate gossip, Fang Xing firmly pointed in the middle, and then after a pause, the sword qi soared and rushed straight in!

At this time, he urged his strongest sword path!

As if in response to Fang Xing's words, even if I lose everything, under my sword, you will lose your life!

Fang Xing's sword demon wings had been almost consumed by him, and now he was about to shatter it in one fell swoop with this blow.

However, Fang Xing was waiting for this moment, and when the eight swords attacked, he directly took away the sword demon wings!

With nothing to do, he stood alone in the middle of the eight ancient swords.

"Little steamed buns, it's now!"

Fang Xing suddenly shouted, and then his hands went up and down, slowly pushing.

The eight ancient swords were about to stab Fang Xing's body and crush him, but the little princess had already taken advantage of this time to make a move, and she didn't know what strange spells she had cast, and layers of ripples appeared in the air, imprisoning the eight ancient swords in the void.

It was only imprisoned for a moment, but it was a crucial moment for the other party.

In such a moment, he has turned his hands against the other, pushed a circle, around his body, up and down, left and right, two powerful forces manifested, the surrounding dissolution walls were directly distorted with his movements in a moment, as if soft mud, the heaven and the earth began to rotate, in the sense of divine thought, it seemed to see the sky is falling, and the earth is rising, with Fang Xing as the core, the two forces representing the sky and the earth suddenly collided together, and everything around Fang Xing's body was sandwiched between heaven and earth.

"This ...... What kind of spell is this?"

The eight ancient swords wailed together, and a slightly frightened cry sounded from the hated son.

"You can't practice yourself, turn into a sword, and a sword will destroy all things, and the master will turn heaven and earth into a grinding plate......"

Fang Xing slowly pushed the Heaven and Earth Great Grinding, and said with a sneer: "You still want the overlord to make a bow, why don't you be so majestic?"

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PS: Why do so many people care about the little sister downstairs......